Oxmoor Road is pretty much one of the most diverse roads in the Birmingham area. Oxmoor has an extremely nice section; however, as you drive down Oxmoor, you eventually hit a high crime rate area.

Our lives are almost a reflection of Oxmoor because we all turn onto new stages of life where everything is great, but eventually, if we are not focused on the bigger picture, that once nice stage of our life can turn into a dark stage.

I moved into my dorm nine weeks ago and I am trying to find a new road to turn onto. Am I going into a dark stage of my life? No. Am I tired? Yes. For some reason, I just cannot help but feel content. I feel that I am still in a season of transition, a season of waiting. I am tired of being content. I am a college student with a job, my friends and I are involved on campus. I have already had my share of road bumps during the past nine weeks, but amidst all of the success as well as failure, I still feel like God is pulling me towards something bigger.

During the past several days, I have prayed to God to ask for a sign to come out of thin air because I love instant gratification, but then I remember that God does not exactly work off of what I want. I honestly struggle when I hear others talk about being content or even when I see others put half of the effort possible into some task. I would love for us to have that determination to not just pass or even float by, but actually achieve something great. Go that second mile daily and ditch being content.

Here I am, just waiting to turn onto the next street, because I know there is another underused path just ahead.